Divine Burning
Digital city burning from within
Flames fanned by styrofoam angels
Drunken coffee cup angles tangled
Malthusian cafe beaches pearl globe
Steel wool clouds ink the paper mache night
Wraps the world in fables
Impossibly divine.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-12-01 at 00:09
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